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Last words

Inside the publication room, a bespectacled girl was sitting soullessly on a chair in front of a computer. It was the Editor in Chief Zendee Broe. Her recent sex-mate Xander sat next to her, hugging her from behind.

"I'm sorry, Chief. It's my fault."

Zendee started shaking her head. But her eyes still had no luster in them, like a worn out metal that could not even reflect the tiniest light. Both she and Xander were being consumed by guilt. Two days ago, they did something inconceivable to the facts that got circulated online, blowing the things out of proportion. Despite knowing that everybody already knows before they published it, the thought that they could have been the reason for Christine's suicide and death ate away at their mind, soul and conscience.

"I'm sorry, Christine. I didn't know things would become like this. I'm really sorry. Please forgive me..."

"Blame me, I shouldn't have rushed here to share the news with you. If not for my stupidity

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